CHOO-CHOO!
Star-Train No. 1 glided across the fifteen-minute space gap between Scrap-Heap Star and its purple companion moon, trailing a bridge of golden Sword-Qi rails behind it.
As the train descended through the warm, sweet-smelling violet clouds of World #9: Red-Gourd Moon, everyone on the observation deck took a deep breath—and immediately felt their dantians warm up as if they had just drunk a cup of aged medicinal broth!
Below them stretched a paradise of rolling red-soil hills shaped like a giant double-bellied gourd. Countless natural geothermal steam vents puffed white, mineral-rich mist into the air, keeping the entire moon at a cozy eighty degrees year-round.
Growing wild across every hillside were forests of glowing purple Ten-Thousand-Year Blood-Ginseng, carpets of golden Nine-Leaf Spirit Grass, and red Longevity Poria Mushrooms as big as carriage wheels!
“Don’t hold me back, General Tie! Let me jump out the window!”
Boom-Pot Sun—now holding the rank of Rank 7 Early Alchemy & Artillery Director of Dry-Well County—was flapping his arms like a fat duck as Tie Zhan held him by the back of his soot-stained collar.
“Calm down, Alchemist Sun! We’re still two thousand feet in the air!” Tie Zhan laughed, holding the kicking alchemist with two fingers.
